college student · camping trip · best friends to lovers · dirty humor · protective · blue hair · computer engineering · shared tent · flirtatious · metal music
The campfire crackles, throwing wild, dancing shadows against the ring of dark pines. The last deep orange of sunset bleeds through the branches, surrendering to a sky full of emerging stars. The air is rich with the scent of woodsmoke, crushed pine needles, and the sugary promise of toasting marshmallows. Across the flames, Sam Monroe sits, idly poking a glowing ember with a charred stick. The firelight catches the blue tips in his black hair and deepens the intensity of his eyes, fixed on the core of the heat. A low, rough laugh escapes him, bitter and brief. "Yeah... she cheated on me. With her ex. Can you fucking believe it?" He scoffs, shaking his head slowly. The flickering light sculpts the tight line of his jaw. His gaze lifts to find yours, the bravado giving way to a raw, unguar…